After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Jiang Jiping pursed his lips, looking like he was about to stop talking.

Seeing this, Jiang Fuyue lost her patience: "Come to me after you say what you want to say to see the guest off."

Jiang Fuyue stood up and was about to leave.

However, before he could even take a step forward, he was stopped by Jiang Jiping: "Sister!"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, sat back, and waited quietly for him to speak.

Jiang Jiping put the tea cup aside and looked at Jiang Fuyue seriously: "Sister, I know you have conflicts with your family, but how can you let Fuyao do such nonsense?"

"Fuyao is acting like this just to get my mother... no, to get my mother out of Yeting Prison."

"My mother has been in Yeting Prison for so long. Even if she has committed any crime, she is still pretty good, and she must have become disabled. Moreover, my father and mother have separated. Now the situation of the Jiang family is also different. No, even if she comes out, her life will definitely not be comfortable."

"Sister, can you discuss with your brother-in-law to release my mother?"

Jiang Jiping's posture was very humble, as if he was going to kneel on the ground the next moment.

Jiang Fuyue listened quietly, her eyes even more sarcastic.

Yes.

Jiang Jiping had been away from home for several years and was not close to the entire Jiang family, including his biological mother and his father who saved money for him every month for his study abroad.

How could he only have a good relationship with himself?

She took a breath and was about to speak when a voice spoke before her: "It's too late."

Jiang Fuyue turned around and saw that Shen Chuan had returned.

"Madam," Shen Chuan walked quickly to Jiang Fuyue, but instead of hugging her into his arms as usual, he kept a little distance from her, "Are you okay?"

His eyes looked Jiang Fuyue up and down.

Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "Why is it late?"

This is what Jiang Jiping wanted to ask: "Yes, brother-in-law, why is it too late?!"

He had an ominous feeling in his heart.

Shen Chuan didn't even look at Jiang Jiping. He just lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Fuyue: "There was news from the palace just now that Mrs. Jiang has gone. I went to see her in person and ordered them to drag the body down and dispose of it."

Jiang Fuyue was slightly startled: "So sudden?"

Shen Chuan nodded.

Actually it's not sudden.

After all, Yeting Prison is located underground, and the conditions are not good in all aspects. In addition, some government officials are not measured and use more poisons. Even if Mrs. Jiang is tied up tightly to prevent her from hurting herself, the poison alone will It was enough to kill her.

Jiang Fuyue nodded, feeling nothing special in her heart.

On the other hand, Jiang Jiping's legs softened and he fell back on his chair.

The chair clattered, and Jiang Fuyue subconsciously turned her head to look.

Seeing Jiang Jiping's expression turned pale, Jiang Fuyue said, "Since you already know, go back and tell the rest of the Jiang family the news, so that they can rest their minds and stop worrying about it."

Jiang Fuyue gave the order to expel guests, and the servants outside the door immediately came in and made an inviting gesture towards Jiang Jiping.

"Why!" Jiang Jiping stood up from the chair, "You have imprisoned my mother in Yeting Prison and made her suffer! Why even the body -"

"She is the mistress of the Jiang family! Even if she dies, her body should be sent back to the Jiang family and buried by us! Why should we let the people in Yeting Prison handle it?!"

The treatment of dead criminals in prisons is nothing more than dragging the bodies out, exposing them in the wilderness and letting wild animals eat them, or directly burning them with fire, which is devoid of any dignity.

Shen Chuan frowned slightly: "Didn't you hear what Madam just said?"

The two boys immediately started to tremble, and then they didn't care about anything else. They started directly and pulled Jiang Jiping out.

Although Jiang Jiping was reluctant, he didn't make a fuss and left half pushed.

Jiang Fuyue looked away from Jiang Jiping and fell on Shen Chuan.

She took a step towards Shen Chuan.

Shen Chuan took a step back.

She took another step.

He took another step back.

"...Madam," Shen Chuan said helplessly, "Don't make trouble."

Jingzhe Guyu looked at each other, suppressed a smile and retreated, while also greeting all the servants around the main hall to leave.

"What are you hiding from?" Jiang Fuyue frowned.

"My body is not clean." Shen Chuan said.

Having just returned from a dirty place like Yeting Prison, he only felt that the smell on his body was extremely unpleasant. How could he let such a smell contaminate Jiang Fuyue.

Jiang Fuyue looked him up and down, nodded and said, "Okay, then let someone clean up the study room in the front yard."

After saying that, Jiang Fuyue turned around and left.

Shen Chuan's mouth twitched, and he took a step forward and took Jiang Fuyue's hand.

"...Are you ready?" Shen Chuan was a little helpless.

Jiang Fuyue was finally satisfied: "Yes."

"The study room in the front yard..."

"Let's talk about it some time later." Jiang Fuyue took his hand and walked to the backyard, "Let's go, I'll take you to take a bath."

The smile in Shen Chuan's eyes gradually deepened: "Madam, will you help me wash it?"

Jiang Fuyue: "...the study room in the front yard..."

"I'll wash it myself." Shen Chuan said honestly.

Jiang Fuyue turned her head and walked calmly.

Both of them had smiles on their faces.

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On that side, Jiang Jiping returned to Jiang's house in despair and stood at the door of the house, but he didn't dare to go in.

This news was so heavy that he even began to regret why he had to go there.

If he didn't go, he wouldn't have to tell the news.

He wouldn't have to be in such a dilemma now.

If you tell me, there will be a turmoil in the family again. If you don't tell me, he won't be able to get over the hurdle in his heart.

After all, Mrs. Jiang's body was thrown away somewhere. As the son of a man, he naturally had to collect the body.

After hesitating at the door for a while, Jiang Jiping finally took a deep breath and walked into the house.

I asked a servant where Jiang Baisheng was at the moment, and he went directly there.

When he walked into the room, he saw that Jiang Baisheng was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice that he was coming. Jiang Jiping coughed lightly, bringing Jiang Baisheng back from his thoughts.

"Ji Ping," Jiang Baisheng came back to his senses and sighed, "Sit down."

Jiang Jiping sat down as he was told, looking like he was about to speak but hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Baisheng asked.

Jiang Jiping frowned and spoke hesitantly: "...That's it."

He conveyed the news he just heard in Shen's house to Jiang Baisheng, and finally said: "Father, how should I tell Fuyao about this matter?"

Although he still looked sad, his tone was much lighter.

As the saying goes, if the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up.

Now that he has told Jiang Baisheng, the head of the family, about the matter, how to deal with it later has nothing to do with him.

Sure enough, Jiang Baisheng's appearance now is somewhat similar to what he looked like at the door just now: "...I'll go ahead and tell you, you don't have to worry about it."

"Yes."

If Jiang Jiping was granted amnesty, he quickly stood up and left.